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Between 1984-1992 I was in a variety of bands, both as a singer and drummer. More often than not I was also the lyricist. My chosen styles of music were hardcore punk, thrash metal, or a combination of both. I sang and/or banged the skins for: Head First, Big Deal, Skullfucker, Belial, Wreckage, Equal Opportunity Destroyer, Dead Locked, and Joe Rockhead. I played parties, clubs, and recorded several demos. None of these bands ever amounted to much, but the time I spent with them was among the most enjoyable and rewarding of my life. Unfortunately, much of the output from my adventures in music has disappeared. I did find a few old note books with some scribbled lyrics. The songs below represent my first foray into creative writing.

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Feel The Knife
(lyrics: Brian Anderson 1985)

Don't die
Just feel the knife
You deserve
To suffer in pain
Here's my kiss of death
Take your last fucking breath
Don't tell me your life of sorrow
'cause there'll be no tomorrow

Feel the knife
It's the end of your life
You won't see the dawn
'cause you'll be gone

Loss Of Control
(lyrics: Brian Anderson 1987)

I'll take you out in a blaze of fury
You better make tracks in a hurry

I've hit the wall - Loss of control
Feels like the Devil has taken my soul
Now the alcohol is taking its toll
Human life means nothing - Loss of control

Out on a rampage of violent hate
Your path crosses mine, that is your fate

Over The Edge
(lyrics: Brian Anderson 1987)

I don't expect you to understand
After all you're just an ordinary man
I've been to the edge, I've crossed the line
Now I'm sitting here running out of time

All because she lied
I couldn't stop myself, I really tried

Breaking my heart and stabbing my back
Sparked the fire for a grizzly attack
She spread her lies like a foul pollution
Violence seemed lie the only solution

And then she cried
But I couldn't stop myself, I really tried

So I got to the point
Everything went black and I couldn't turn back
She died
You say it's a sin
But I'd do it again and again and again
She died

I left her bleeding on the bed
With a hammer claw driven through her head
Now it's my turn to die
I'm waiting for the chair, I'm gonna fry

And so she died
I couldn't stop myself, I really tried

Junkie
(lyrics: Brian Anderson 1987)
 
Shoot that shit into your veins
With a needle that you share with gays
Now you got AIDS and you don't know why
You're on deathrow from getting high
 
Spead disease
You fuckin' sleaze
Your sickness brings you to your knees
Your body's weak
Your brain is meek
And now you're gonna die
 
Sell your hole for a fix
Anus fucked by homo dicks
Your skin is yellow, your head is lost
You need the smack at any cost

Brain Waves
(lyrics: Brian Anderson 1988)
 
Laying in a hospital bed
Doctors think that I'm dead
But I know I'm alive
I know I will survive
Waves come pounding from my skull
Being dead is very dull
Parents chose to let me die
No support to keep me alive
 
Don't cut me off - Brain waves
I'm alive - Brain waves
I'll run from the light - Brain waves
Brain waves

Power Trip
(lyrics: Brian Anderson 1991)
 
It started one night
After weeks of hard stress
I found myself
In a state of distress
First came my dog
Put a bullet through his skull
Turned towards my family
Decided to kill them all
 
Start to rip on a power trip, spill some blood
Final breath, total death, grave is dug
Caping shots, body rots, fatal grip
Evil spell, go to hell, power trip
 
Next came my sister
Rammed an icepick through her head
Strangulated my mother
While she slept in her bed
Went across my father
With a kitchen knife
Drank blood from his wounds
As he lost his life
 
And I went into my brother's room
He was sleeping in his bed
I thought of sparing his innocent life
I kissed him on his head
But I realized this kid must die
And I don't mean to gloat
I looked into his sleepy eyes
And slit his fucking throat

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Me screaming for Big Deal 1985

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Me and Kev at band practice 1985

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